Five hundred and fiftieth chapters only one transport team
Outside the shuttle-shaped aircraft, a circle of soldiers with guns and live ammunition was already surrounding it.
Wearing the Federation's iconic blue respirator, the muzzle of the O42 pulse rifle in his hand was downwards, and he was looking at the aircraft under the leadership of a major.
The major felt particularly amused as he looked at the single-man aircraft radiating heat all around him.
Did the guy inside offend someone?
On a planet with such a harsh environment, such an uncomfortable single-soldier aircraft is still used, and even a troop transport ship is reluctant to be used.
"Captain Charles, go help our friend open the aircraft." The major ordered to the side with a smile.
At this moment, a whistling sound of white air spurted out from the hatch, and the person inside actually opened the hatch on his own.
"It seems that our new friend has very good physical fitness."
In the steaming white mist, a young man wearing an ordinary soldier's uniform appeared. The respirator covering his mouth and nose effectively filtered the rusty smell in the air on this planet.
After looking around with a pair of bright black eyes, he jumped down on his knees holding a huge military backpack.
The major squinted at the young man in front of him and sneered in his heart, but there was a friendly expression on his face.
"Welcome, Private Mu Fan! I am Major Gary of the 149th Division, and I have been ordered to pick you up here." A standard military salute was given, with an impeccable posture.
"Private Mu Fan, reporting." The same standard military salute was returned, but Mu Fan was a little confused in his heart. Falcon had already said that his identity was not special at all. How could a major be so kind to him?
But this also made Mu Fan feel relaxed. Maybe he was too sensitive to the word war.
"Ahead is the simple base of the 149th Division, but I can't take you to see the division commander, Colonel Quinton, now. The battle is very fierce, and the division commander has not rested for several days. I hope you can understand." Major Gary said with a smile.
Mu Fan nodded, indicating that he understood that it would be strange for a private to meet a senior officer at will.
"However, before you arrived, Colonel Quinton had already been informed and made arrangements. First of all, let me explain to you that the planet Ypsilon e73 is a frontline battlefield. As a private, you must be familiar with the battlefield, so your task arrangements are as follows."
"The garrison in the Fire Hill District needs support. The division's military supplies have been prepared. There are two material transport vehicles in total. You will go as an accompanying escort to support. All actions after arrival will be controlled by the officers in the Fire Hill District."
Is your first task to escort supplies?
"Due to the tight war situation and limited personnel, you are the only person accompanying the material transport vehicle this time. Don't worry about the itinerary. Two military robots will serve as drivers to take you to your destination. Since the Fire Hill Area is an atmospheric electromagnetic shielding area,
Therefore, only small-scale communications can be carried out, and the troops cannot provide you with high-altitude vision support. Everything must be based on personal safety."
Mu Fan looked at Major Gary with firm eyes and nodded heavily.
He likes this kind of conversation between soldiers very much. Although the task is a bit too harsh, as he is the only one escorting the supplies, this does not make him feel any bad emotions.
After all, the duty of a soldier is to obey. As an ordinary private, it is natural for me to obey the orders of superior officers.
"Very good, then prepare on the spot. The transport truck will arrive in three minutes, and the mission begins now."
Major Gary nodded with satisfaction, took out a thick military sky message, and pressed the call button:
"The location has been sent, please report the inventory status of the transport vehicle materials."
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Major Gary listened quietly to the contents of the sky message, and then continued to confirm the process. At the same time, his eyes signaled Mu Fan to wait a moment.
"Mu Fan, a communication signal has been detected. It should be the internal call of this unit. You should stay within three meters of him. I need to synchronize its frequency."
Suddenly a black reminder sounded.
Without a public network as a springboard, hackers can now only invade through the watch's own force field, so naturally it is impossible to do whatever they want like before.
Mu Fan quietly tapped his teeth to show that he knew.
Then, when the major on the other side was connecting to the military skyline, he stepped up and walked directly towards Major Gary, who was still communicating.
The two lieutenants beside the major looked over cautiously, wanting to stop Mu Fan.
"This is my certification document! Please check it, sir."
Mu Fan took out an encrypted laser dog tag and handed it over with a sincere expression.
The two lieutenants put down their vigilance and reached out to take it. The other one took out a scanning device and pointed it at the laser dog tag and scanned it lightly.
A piece of graphic information appears directly on the scanner.
Then the two lieutenants looked at Mu Fan at the picture and took out the palm print reader.
During this series of verification work, Mu Fan stood upright and diagonally to the side of Major Gary, about two meters away.
Gary, who was on the phone, just glanced at Mu Fan and did not take any other action when he saw this situation. He just nodded.
When Mu Fan's palmprint recognition passed, a low command came from beside him:
"The supply truck is leaving now."
Then he pressed the sky message, looked at Mu Fan who was already standing in front of him and said with a smile: "The supplies only need to be successfully transported to be counted as military merit. The intensity of the battle in the Fire Hill District is moderate. I hope you can grow into a soldier."
Excellent warrior!"
"After the invasion, this army uses medium wave communication. The transmission of ground waves can well avoid electromagnetic turbulence in the high altitude. I have placed a backdoor in the communicator of this army's material department. Here is how
As a starting point, Master Hei's great cause of planet layout has begun." Hei said proudly.
Mu Fan took a step back, looked at Major Gary sincerely, nodded vigorously and gave a military salute, "Thank you, Major! Private Mu Fan said that he will complete the mission successfully."
Both of them had sincere smiles on their faces, but neither of them knew that there was another layer of meaning beneath the smiles on the other side.
Sometimes, when coincidences happen, they're just so ridiculous.
When two heavy all-terrain transport vehicles appeared, the major personally handed over the standard equipment of the 149th Division to Mu Fan.
An army combat uniform, an O42 pulse rifle, a tungsten steel dagger, and a five-unit standard magazine.
Mu Fan then boarded the transport truck carrying a huge marching bag and holding the pile of supplies.
Under the gaze of the military salute led by Major Gary, the material transport vehicle rumbled away into the distance, with a long line of dirt trailing behind it.
When he saw the two supply trucks finally turning into black dots and disappearing from sight, Major Gary's lips curved in a clever way.
Master, your mission has been successfully completed and you can go back to resume your duties.
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The rear compartment of the material transport vehicle is similar to a prison structure. A slender passage in the middle can directly reach the back of the cab, and there is an iron window for communication.
On both sides of the slender passage are hatches that are all controlled by electronic locks. The hatch and its surroundings are covered with thick steel plates. It seems that military supplies are to be transported inside.
Through the iron window, Mu Fan could clearly see the self-driving robot in the cockpit.
With mottled black paint, he is concentrating on driving at the moment.
"Hello, how long will it take for us to reach our destination?" Mu Fan asked to the front.